Chapter 26  “Enjoy yourselves tonight, everyone. Drinks are on me,” Harvey announced with a charming smile.  The crowd erupted in cheers and praise. After all, Dakridge Club was known for being one of the most expensive places in Jayrodale. Only someone like Harvey could boldly claim that the whole night’s bill was on him.  “Mr. Weller sure is generous!”  “He’s still the same Mr. Weller we know and love”  “Only the beautiful CEO of Stevens Corporation is worthy of our handsome and wealthy Mr. Weller!”  Francesca watched in admiration as Harvey and Christina disappeared into the VIP room on the second floor.  “Before he went abroad, Harvey was known as Jayrodale’s most eligible bachelor. Now, he’s returned even more refined and mature. The Weller family has a bright future, and Ms. Stevens is a lucky woman,  Andrew sipped his drink and nodded. “This is a great wine.”  Francesca looked at him, confused. “At a time like this, you’re still in the mood to enjoy your drink?”  She found Andrew’s behavior odd. While everyone else was admiring the handsome couple, he just sat there drinking. Then, a thought struck her.  With a sly grin, she asked, “Dr. Lloyd, are you drowning your sorrows because you’re jealous of Harvey’s success and beautiful fiancée?”  Andrew smiled. “Harvey is exceptional. I’m happy for them and wish them well. There’s nothing to be sad about.”  Francesca raised an eyebrow. “You’re not even a little jealous or upset?”  Andrew replied with a question of his own. “Why should I be?”  Francesca smirked. “Come on, Dr. Lloyd; stop pretending. It’s only natural for someone like you to be envious of someone as accomplished as Harvey. You don’t have to put on a braye. face. I don’t mind comforting you.”  “I appreciate your concern, but I really don’t feel that way.” Andrew shrugged, his expression calm.  He had thought this day might be difficult. However, he found himself surprisingly at peace.  Perhaps it was because he had risen above such petty concerns.  +25 BONUS  Chapter 25  Suddenly, a sharp knife was stabbed into the table in front of Andrew. A muscular young man with tattoo–covered arms, reeking of alcohol, loomed over him.  “You’re Andrew Lloyd, right?” he asked menacingly.  Francesca jumped, startled. When she recognized the man, her face paled. She asked, “Bobby, what’s the meaning of this? The Aicker family doesn’t have any beef with South City, does it?”  Bobby grinned. “Sorry to interrupt, Ms. Aicker, but this is between me and the kid. It doesn’t  concern you.  Francesca’s heart sank–Andrew was in serious trouble.  Andrew did not even glance at Bobby. “Yes, I’m Andrew Lloyd. What do you want?”  Bobby chuckled darkly. “You’ve got guts, kid. You’re the first in Jayrodale to act so cool in front of me. But you’ll be meeting your maker soon enough.”  Bobby’s arrival caught the attention of many in the club, who watched with fear.  “What’s Dylan’s mad dog doing here?”  “This is bad. Wherever he shows up, blood is sure to follow. Looks like he’s after that guy.”  1  “That poor kid is as good as dead. Bobby’s an ex–special force, and every move he makes is fatal. Anyone he targeted is already six feet under ”  Francesca hesitated, wondering if she should call Lauren for help. However, what happened next made her doubt her own ears.